🥀 • "May I?" • 🦋

Ah, her daily routine is quite boring. She's cried all her tears, sighed all the air out of her lungs, hell, her elbows are even bruised from moping on the balcony 24/7!

Well, whatever.

At least there are the roses to keep her company.

Deep, calming, elegant blue. Vining around pillars and walls and other such structures. Hm, it almost looks...invasive? Maybe it's a metaphor, for the suffocating loneliness she feels on a daily basis?

No, there's that red rose to liven up the garden. With its silky crimson petals, bi-colored hair, glowing ruby eyes, lacy black...dress......

What is this woman doing in her garden?